Kid Vishis - Silent Killer текст песни

Engine engine, number nine
On that Detroit transit line
If my train run off the track
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up (come on)
It’s the Rockstar niggas, Kid Vishis himself
Out to get ya', told ya' boy this a Coloroid
The cannon flash, you’ll get the picture
Run a dash, a guts’ll splash, I spit the swisher
With ya' sister, I just hit and I dissed her
Off the licker, with ya' tongue I wouldn’t lick her
A shotty buck, call the morgue with the zipper
Bodies on the wall lookin' just like a sticker
Silencer on the pistol, when they hit you it whistle
I ain’t gonna diss you, I’mma come split you
Open from his nuts to his mental
Judge me as a thug 'till you seen what I been through
You been hired to hit me, well the option is simple
You can die alone or with the nigga that sent you, sucka
I’m a bad motherfucker, a hustla
Can’t get money fuck
Silent killer, that’s how I walk
Rhyming nigga, that’s how I talk
Ain’t no «maybes», you would definitely think I’m crazy
If only you can hear my thoughts
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend
If I ain’t a legend yet (then this definitely where I’m hittin')
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend
If I ain’t a legend yet (then this definitely where I’m hittin')
Engine engine, number nine
On that Detroit transit line
If my train run off the track
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up (come on)
It’s the Rockstar, buncha move, buncha bitches
Buncha weed, and cocaine for the sniffers
I think I’m Rick James bitch, keep dealin' with the strippers
You’ll get the tip when I see some tits, now get to strippin'
I think I’m feelin' myself, know that’s your girl, I’m buckin' my belt
I got her doin' lines off it, and deep throat till' she coughin'
She said «kill that pussy», I did, and she woke up in a coffin
Then I’m off it, on to the next one
Room full of hoes, go on and get the best one
They all know me, the hoes call me «Goldy»
Youngsters call me «OG», and nothing if they don’t know me
You are not that fly, if you say you is, you a god damn lie
Talk that cash shit if you want
Around here, we’d probably have yo' ass get the blunts, boy
Silent killer, that’s how I walk
Rhyming nigga, that’s how I talk
Ain’t no «maybes», you would definitely think I’m crazy
If only you can hear my thoughts
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend
If I ain’t a legend yet (then this definitely where I’m hittin')
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend (ah, ah)
Think I’m a rockstar legend
If I ain’t a legend yet (then this definitely where I’m hittin')